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neck and short elbow sleeves, her fair
| hair Of which she was so proud dress
| ed high on her head in the fashion of
the day, and her eyes blue as wood
land viOlets, her throat, around which
glittered a circle OF diamonds, was
long and slender, her hands, also
| flashing with gems, were perfect, the
expression OF her face severe but
noble. Jeanne also laid aside her
disguise and then the queen turning to
the count said, while a sweet smile
! lighted up her COuntenanCe.
1--WE have intrUded on your valua-
BILE time fear, but we wish you to
favor us with our horoscope"
Jeanne turned pale as the strange
being glanced toward her, for she
thought OF tho many rumOrs she had
| heard in regard to him; how he was
said to have the art of renewing his
youth, that he had lived for thou
sands of years and yet was young,
| that he could read as from book the
destiny of all he met.
At this request of the queen Count
| CogIiostro looked at her with a mel
anchOly air full OF pity and kindness,
and Jeanne felt thrill OfsuperstitiOus
horror pervade her frame; but the
queen smiling and calm awaited quiet
ly until the mysterious man should
speak.
MADAME, my honored mistress, l
cannot refuse a request of yours, if
you insist" and the count bowed hum
blY before his royal mistress.
But do insist, and if that will not
answer then l command" the queen
smilingly replied; but at the same
time, Jeanne who knew Marie Antoin-
cite well, felt that she meant to be
obeyed in spite of entreaties.
No more being said the count sat in
silence for amoment, then there SEEM
ed to beam from his blue orbs an in
spired light.
Your past has been pleasant, you
have had youth, health, beauty and
alteration. Your future is Clouded. |
cannot see clearly, but" and hesita-
ting he stopped.
"Go on, the queen commands" said
o calm voice and Marie Antoinette
sat smiling and undismayed.
~ see a great crowd" continued
Cogliostro in a low tone, "and scat
fold--a lady ascends the steps, theex
Cutioner is there, the lady long hair Is
snowy white; she turns-it is the
queen, it is Marie Antoinette."
He ceased and a cry of horror broke
from the pale lips OF Jeanne.
"This is horrible tell me you are
jesting," said the maid of honor look
ing at him with supplicating air.
Ri
answered coldly.
"You are not very gallant, Count;
you frighten my little Jeanne by your
ghastly prophecies" calmly spoke the
queen, although truth to tell, her own
cheek was slightly pale. "lt you can
see anything bright in her life tell her
of it and drive away these shadows"
Cogliostro looked at the brave,
beautiful lady with respect and admi-
ration; then turning to Jeanne he
smiled as he gazed on her sweet and
blushing face.
You will ere many years pass over
your head be happy wife and moth
er; but before sunshine comes there
will be sorrow, darkness and grief.
You will marry a man of the people,
greatest danger"
Happy girl," sighed Marie Antoi-
nette as they resumed their disguises
and prepared to leave, ~ envy you
even / a queen, envy one who can
pass the evening of her days in quiet
and seclusion. To me is desired love
and trust. | often wish I had been
born an humble peasant, and had one
heart among the many that could
call all nay own; but if am to die on
the scaffold / will die as BELTS the
queen OF France"
The king never knew ofthe dark fate
predicted TO his royal spouse. The
Count de Choisseul, father of Jeanne,
was very wealthy, and had vast pos
sessions in the south of france. He
was very naughty, looking down on
the common people, and treating them
as mere servants fit to do his will.
He was staunch royalist adoring
the king and his beautiful queen. The
counts palace, or hotel as it was call
ed, was almost as magnificent as the
royal residence. Among the noble
mans household was a young gentle
man holding the Office of private sec
retary to Count de sChoisseul Fran
co.'s Varney was man,ot the people.
He and his brother Claude were or.
phans. Francois was fine looking
man, with interest beaning from the
large dark eyes, and In spite OF
his hum BILE birth his air was distin-
guished, his manner perfect, and
warm and loving heart beat within
his bosom. He had presumed to lift
his eyes and thoughts towards the
daughter of his employer; and dared
in his secret moments to even think
that some day he might earn the
love OF the peerless Jeanne de Chois-